Kadia stopped running, turning to the students. "Hmm, hmm, very good."
"Here is good enough; we are far away from the others. While they decide who will go and who will stay with them, let's start today's main lesson," Kadia said with a smile, looking at all the students. She stopped running and extended her arm forward, causing all the tables and chests to tremble.
"I will teach you all the means of magical combat, and the first will be the art of white weapons." All the wooden swords flew in Kadia's direction, with many of them passing just a few inches away from the students' skin in front of her.
"The will of the weapons... so, it was true? I knew this was the right place to study," one of the students exclaimed.
"Teacher, is this really the will of the weapons? Because in my house, there were books that said it was just an old spell called telekinesis," a girl from the same group as the previous student spoke.
"That clearly isn't telekinesis. If it were, she wouldn't be able to move more than three hundred swords without knowing where they were," Edward said, but no one heard him because of Litty.
"So, you're really interested in this? If you want, I can answer that. Hehe, I already understand what she's doing," Litty said, patting Edward's head.
"It's not the will of the weapon, it's the forging of the soul," Mine spoke, her disheartened expression disappearing, and her eyes fixed on a specific sword. "Teacher, can you tell me since when you've been holding that sword?"
"Huh? What sword are you crazy? There isn't one there!" shouted a student from another group.
"What are you trying to prove? Wasn't what happened yesterday enough?" another boy from a different group spoke.
The same boys felt their bodies being torn into several pieces, falling to their knees.
"You can curse me all you want, you can belittle me; I don't care. After all, I'm just your teacher. But don't you dare speak ill of my students" Kadia said, pointing her arm at the students who had previously bothered Mine. "Especially when they know what they're talking about. What makes me happy is when they do, and I don't like it when you disturb that."
In Kadia's hand, there was now a completely white sword, from the tip of its blade to the end of its hilt. "What you're seeing is exactly what Mine mentioned; it's called the forging of the soul—an useful ability not just for magic combatants but for all types of mages. However, you should remember that this is a kind of legend, and the reason is simple: currently, I am the only one who can use it," Kadia said, running her hand along the blade of the white sword, sliding until reaching its end.
"So, does that mean we're going to learn this?" a boy from a random group asked.
"Of course, the one I find decent to be my direct disciple," Kadia said, making the white sword disappear while smiling and winking at Mine.
"You did it, Mine; you've caught the attention of the one you wanted the most," Amelin said, gently touching Mine's shoulder and giving a slight smile.
"These useless people continue to disrupt the classes, hmm..." Sillian spoke with a displeased expression.
"Now let's get started quickly because there are some groups coming, so let's take advantage of this lead at once," Kadia said, moving her index finger to the side, causing a sword to fly in the direction of each student, landing in front of them.
"Grab them now... while I explain something important. What you've just learned is the easiest among magical combat types, but that doesn't mean it's the weakest because it has the best balance of power, defense, and agility. It means that depending on your skill level with it, it can be stronger or weaker than the others," Kadia said, seeing other groups arriving and sending a sword for each to pick up.
"Because a blade user can be so strong that they're worth an entire army, understand!?" Kadia asked, releasing control of the swords.
"Haaa... how can it be so heavy?"
"Is this not just wood?"
"No, no, no, I can't lift it; it got stuck in the ground."
"That's brutal, makes sense considering the other people we've seen," Litty said, sighing.
"This wood increases its weight according to the user's skill. The lower the skill, the heavier it will be—a peculiar way to get rid of the trash," Edward said, looking at the sword in his hand, realizing the three girls were giving him furtive glances. "Ah... this is going to be complicated."
"Hold on, Casanova; if you keep this up, you'll steal their hearts for yourself," Litty said with a mischievous smile, holding one of Edward's hairs as if pretending to be someone else. "Forgive me; it wasn't my intention to steal your heart."
"Should've let it turn to dust..." Edward said with a deadpan expression.
"...you demon..." Litty said, falling silent afterward.
"Very well, it seems all the groups have arrived. Those who can't lift the sword, infuse mana into your arms and then into the sword. After that, bring the mana back to you until you can lift it comfortably. For those who can already move them without any problem, swing them a thousand times. This will show me the extent of your current abilities, even if you don't use everything you know. So, let's begin," Kadia said, arms crossed, looking at one of the students who had swallowed their words to avoid being punished.
"Now that you can move them without any problem, you will engage in a simulated battle with another person from your group. This will show me the full extent of your current abilities, even if you don't use everything you know. So, let's begin," Kadia said, personally passing by each group, watching them decide who will pair up.
'Oh, that's Michael. Professor Adwrn was fuming with excitement. About him, we'll see if his talent is indeed true,' Kadia thought, looking at Michael's group, which had two girls and two boys.